At the Dingjun Mountain Ferry, the-for-tat with Yu Maomao was the little sword immortals who had a headache in Dingjun City, the big ones were only less than twenty years old, and the small ones were still blowing the wind with birds.

And most of them knew Yu Maomao, after all, that crazy girl had been in Dingjun City for ten years, and when she had nothing to do with these little sword immortals, it was a game called crazy.

However, Su Guan and Qi Wuyang also saw that Yu Maomao and these little sword immortals born and raised in Dingjun City did not look like they were in a good relationship, but they were all gearing up, and they had the meaning of fighting as soon as they met.

It turned out that when Yu Maomao followed the old man Bai Ren to settle in Dingjun Mountain, because his cultivation was still shallow, he was overwhelmed by the world here, and he was miserable, and these little sword immortals were born and raised and would not be affected by this.

But there is no way, there is no reason to talk about this thing when heaven and earth crush this thing, no matter how Yu Maomao wants to integrate into this group of little ghosts, he still can't do it, often he can't walk a few steps before his face is pale and panting, and several times he has revealed his true body in desperation, becoming a dead fish and spitting on the street.

And these little sword immortals like to find those people of the demon clan who have come over when they have nothing to do in Dingjun City, and they can't afford to mess with those who have cultivated their bodies, and those with small arms and legs can't beat others, and they can only bully and bully Yu Maomao.

So in those ten years, Yu Maomao, who was overwhelmed by the realm and couldn't adapt to the world on this side of Dingjun Mountain, was really bullied, and couldn't bear to sneak out to play, and every time he came back with a blue nose and swollen face, and every time he couldn't suppress the real body and revealed it was even more miserable, a group of little children shouted to fight monsters, picked up stones and tiles and smashed them to death, and they vomited blood, and they were even more happy to pull their throats and say that they had defeated the demon demon, anyway, Yu Maomao sometimes grinned and scared those little dolls wearing open crotch pants with snot, saying that they were the big water monsters of Wuwei Lake, and we people were also killing demons and promoting goodness, a good thing, isn't it?

However, Yu Maomao is also hard, no matter how miserable he was beaten, he didn't say a word, and after being carried back by Yao Wangju's people to recuperate from his injuries, he still stubbornly followed the fight, and over time, this contradiction is getting deeper and deeper, and he also secretly made an oath, let's learn not to be the inheritance of Confucianism's domineering lineage, there is heaven and earth to win, and the so-called earth gentleman is not too late to take revenge for ten years, and when I Yu Maomao enters the Yuanying realm, I will clean up these little ghosts when I come back.

This is also one of the reasons why Yu Maomao cultivated so hard after going to Haozheng Dazhou, holding a breath in his heart, what's wrong with a big water monster, why should you be looked down upon by the demon clan, ten years of oppression, how can this field be recovered.

Looking at the appearance of the two sides gearing up, it seems that the grudge between each other is not shallow, Su Guan and Qi Wuyang are not sure of the situation at all when they first arrive, and these local people in Dingjun City are not the same as the secular families, no matter what the seven great families in the world are or the deputy head of culture and education, they are treated equally here.

Yu Maomao was high-spirited, stretched out his hand and pointed to a few of the most jumping, and reported them one by one, "Xiang Guangxiao, Ji Lian, Dai Guanshu, Pang Chunzhi, very good, very good, people are very good, what about the leaders of you, Mi Pei, where is Guo Xuan hiding, did you hear that I Yu Maomao is coming, and I am so scared that I dare not show up." ”

Yu Maomao pointed out that a few little sword immortals in Dingjun City were the most fierce ones who bullied her back then, Yu Maomao has dreamed of coming back to find the field all these years, at a glance, at most, it is only Jindan Xiu Leng is not one on the Yuan Baby, this time he has to rely on the realm to suppress and make up for it, once these little ghosts are among the Yuan Ying Sword Immortals, where can they carry it when the time comes, the time is just right, each person will be rewarded with a few punches, and some interest will be recovered.

Xiang Guangxiao is the most loyal dog leg of Mi Pei and Guo Xuan, like several other families with surnames, although it is also a sword immortal family that has lived in Dingjun City for generations, but how does the status compare with the four major families, since he was a child, he has followed Mi Pei and Guo Xuan to fight for the tiger, and if he causes trouble, the Mi family and the Guo family will carry it, so it will not be his turn to come out of the Xiang family.

In the past few days, Guo Xuan stabbed Bai Chuan a few words in Yaowangju, and Leng was told by Shi Yiyi to teach him a good lesson, so scared that he didn't even dare to go out of the house, hiding at the door of the house all day long, not stepping out of the second door, like a girl, Mi Pei ran to Yaowangju twice in three days, hoping to mediate in the center, but Shi Yiyi hammered her nose a few times and her face was swollen and she was embarrassed to go out.

Xiang Guangxiao sneered and said: "Yo, the crazy girl back then has grown taller and her realm has also risen, why do you want to come back to make up for it?" Heh, a Confucian qi practitioner dares to call for sword cultivation in Dingjun Mountain, Yu Maomao, your brain is still so unclear all these years, don't be beaten out of your real body again, lie on the ground like a dead fish and spit at the foam, and lose yourself!"

"Haha............" A group of little sword immortals laughed unscrupulously, they used to like to beat the rest of the hair out of their real body, and the carp essence that came ashore was lying on the ground, which was rare to see!

Yu Maomao hooked it with his little finger, "Xiang Guangxiao, you played the most happily back then, and now I'll make fun of you!"

Xiang Guangxiao squinted his eyes and snorted, "I don't know what is dead or alive, I really think that I can come here to show off my power if I get on the Yuan Baby, it just so happens that the brothers are idle today and have nothing to do to find someone to have fun, this is sent to the door to beg for a beating, hey, rare!"

Others are even more blindly coaxing, anyway, staying in Dingjun City can't kill demons on the sword embankment, why don't you find someone to talk to vent your frustration, if you can't even deal with their little sword immortals, don't come to Dingjun Mountain to join in the fun.

Su Guan also wanted to step forward to persuade him, Yu Maomao raised his hand directly, "Sister Su, don't worry about this, when I take care of this group of little ghosts, let's go to Yaowangju to drink a few pots of it." ”

In the end, it was just a group of little ghosts who were not going to do anything more, Qi Wuyang secretly pulled Su Guan's sleeve, Dingjun City seems to be ironclad, but in fact it is intricately tight, if you can not cause trouble, try not to provoke, and entangle with these little ghosts who are not afraid of big things, and you can make your life in Dingjun City unsafe.

Su Guan glanced at Qi Wuyang fiercely, which was also a reason why she didn't look down on Qi Wuyang, not to mention the pomp and circumstance, the family style of looking ahead and looking forward was even more incisive.

But as soon as it was delayed, it had already moved over there, and Yu Maomao was really holding his stomach, and he didn't say hello to a punch, and he slammed it down according to the door.

Like this kind of entanglement between street juniors, it is staged countless times almost every day in Dingjun City, and the monks who are begging for a life here are commonplace, and no one has come forward to stop them at all, and there is no big thing anyway, at most they will be half-defeated, and afterwards the elders of these little ghosts will come out to finish the cooking, so as soon as they started, there were several big sword immortals watching the play squatting on the side of the road, pointing and pointing, and they were very happy to see!

It just so happened that in the past few days, the demon clan has been launched by the saints of the three sects to launch a three-talent big array for a few days, and there is no war in the sword embankment, just looking for some fun in the city, and soon someone opened a handicap, shouting for people to bet.

This side of the box is really moving, a Confucian domineering heir and a Jin Dan sword cultivator are fighting against each other, and the scene is opened up at once, and the sword intent of the fist is agitated, and there are not a few people who come to make a profit.

However, the handicap has become a one-sided situation, those big sword immortals who have a few dollars in their pockets are pressed on Xiang Guangxiao's side, the five ghosts on the mountain are worried, and the sword cultivation is the first in terms of killing power, which is recognized by the world, and it is also in Dingjun City, how many ancient sword intents are floating above the canopy, this is originally the home of the sword immortals, no matter how you punch sharply as a Confucian domineering, it is not enough to see in front of the sword cultivator.

The big sword immortal who sat in the village was rich and rich, and shouted: "Buy and leave!

The person who placed the bet smiled, "Yao Jianxian, this bet has become a one-sided situation, and when the time comes, the winner will be divided, don't rely on the account, how much should be paid in time, and you can't pay on credit." ”

Yao Wenruo, the Great Sword Immortal of the Ten Realms, who is famous for his gambling in Dingjun Mountain, squinted his eyes and said: "My Yao someone's gold-lettered signboard is not hard enough in Dingjun City, no matter how much you press, you will pay on the spot." ”

Someone smiled and said, "Yao Jianxian, aren't you afraid that this one will lose to the bottom?"

Yao Wenruo sneered and said: "It's only a little fairy money, just this little bet, it can still make me Yao someone bankrupt, and when the war resumes, I will go to the sword embankment to kill a few big demons, and I will earn everything back!"

It seems that this Yao Wenruo has really made a lot of achievements on the sword embankment in the past few days, this Yao Wenruo's swordsmanship is high, the great sword immortal of the Ten Realms, but it is a good gamble, looking for someone to gamble all day long, often losing a lot of money and even drinking money on credit A street, if there is no war in the demon clan, it is estimated that walking on the road behind the butt will not be followed by a group of debt collectors.

However, before many people have time to bet on a piece of the pie, the fight over there has come to an end.

I saw that Yu Maomao and Xiang Guangxiao just fought a few back and forth, and then made a real move, Yu Maomao suddenly flashed with golden light, and Xiang Guangxiao's sword qi collapsed with a punch, and then those golden lights began to appear in mid-air, as if they were about to become a substantial font, and strings of golden fonts surrounded Xiang Guangxiao.

The Great Sword Immortal, who had already had a vicious eye, exclaimed: "This is the skill of the Heart Saint Master, could it be that one trick that has beaten all the saints of the three sects and hundreds of schools of thought Qi lowered his eyebrows and learned it to this crazy girl?"

Hearing this, the corners of Yu Maomao's mouth hooked, "Let's make this not a thousand golden powers, but the golden rule of a generation of heroines Yu Maomao!"

Jin Guang Dasheng directly broke through Xiang Guangxiao's sword qi, and a string of golden characters smashed on Xiang Guangxiao's body like a huge fist.

Without a few words, Xiang Guangxiao, who was arrogant and domineering in Dingjun City, was directly hammered to the ground, which was even more dead than a dead fish!

"Hey, Xiang family boy, get up and fight again, what's the matter, the dignified Jindan Little Sword Immortal just gave people a few words and sent it away?"

Those monks who were betting on Xiang Guangxiao spoke out one after another, and they were still thinking of getting some extra money from Yao Wenruo to play tricks, so they would be beaten down with a punch!

However, the victory and defeat have been divided, and Xiang Guangxiao directly gave Yu Maomao a trick and fainted.

Yu Maomao, who has entered the Yuan Infant Realm, is called a high-spirited person.

Stretched out his finger and pointed at a few thorns, and snorted: "Who else!"

A group of little sword immortals who don't know the sky and the earth are thick, and they were scared by a carp spirit who let them make fun of back then, and no one ended up for a while.

Yao Wenruo laughed, "This shop has made a lot of money!"

With the laughter, it was a group of cursed Great Sword Immortals.

What's going on? Could it be that you can't become a saint in your heart, and you have to use your fists to convince people with your fists?